
I thought that 17 would be a good age. I had my driver’s license, a good part-time job, a steady boyfriend, and life was not without exciting possibilities out there. I graduated from high school, was contemplating going on to school, eventually planned on getting married, and getting a good job – the sky was the limit. But this time was a lot of insecurities.
Then I reflect on the age of say 26. I was married, had two wonderful girls, had just given birth to my youngest, had a great job, and belonged to organizations where we had lots of friends and social activities. Then really digging deep into those times I remember it was also a time when my husband had the good possibility that we would get transferred due to his job. It was stressful being a working mom of two, always concerned about money and the death of my father. So, scratch this time as it was certainly great and horrible at the same time.
So, with all that thought process I guess 70 was the great time of my life even without a 21-year-old body.
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